Can we sit quietly together this morning,

O God, like we used to do before

the whole world went crazy?

Sit and drink our coffee in the peace

of familiar friends, watching the geese

overhead in their ever-shifting Vs, letting

the day unfold for a few minutes without us?

And then, when our cups are empty and

our souls are sufficiently warmed,

rise and go our separate ways

to hold hands here and there with other

aching souls who need warmth and friendship?

I’d really like that, God. It would mean a lot to me today.

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